I have been reading other people’s blogs and surfing the web searching for the ever elusive “inspiration”. You know, something that will spark me to write about it, or remind me about something in my life or whatever. Guess what? It ain’t happening. I went to the well and it was dry.
Not that I lack for opinions, I seem to have strong opinions on everything. Frustrated, I had the following conversation with myself.
“Maybe it’s the weather?” I asked myself.
“No, I like the weather this time of year”, I replied.
“Could it be a lack of projects?” I mused further, looking around at the plethora of things half done and waiting to be begun, I dismissed that thought unanswered.
“It can’t be ill health, I’m feeling great.” due to Nancy’s timely reminder, I am taking my chia seeds daily and I think that they are keeping me hydrated.
“Well maybe I just don’t have anything left to say?” I muttered to myself, really getting into this crazy lady routine. I certainly have the hair for it. Esponjada, aptly describes my mop today. I can just picture my hair as a sponge, soaking up all the humidity in the air and expanding into a halo around my head.
I had a fro in the 70’s, it really wasn’t a good look for me. This is me, 1978. Much younger and thinner but still with the crazy hair.
I think I will leave you with that.